Fire's Delight
By Anaelle
Ah, another victim
Deliciously licking
Tickling up the sides
Warming comfort
False safety
Devil's angels
Dancing erotically
Motioning forth
How gentle it flows
Rising higher
In a pulsing rhythm
A beating rhyme
In a consuming heat
All empowering
How it spreads
Smoothly taking over
Leaving little footprints
Of delirious imps
Giggling as one
Devouring orgasms
And leaving nothing
...But ash
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Published on Tuesday, October 9, 2001.
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